7.4.15



Exhibit E / Burdensome Keychain
It has occurred to me that we all carry some form of keychain around with us on a day to day basis. The object itself takes on different forms, having to do with need, want, and what happened to be our last fob gift. The object itself notwithstanding, the emotional and physiological weight of the keychain is often heavy duty. This is what I need to carry in my pocket: a charm of subtle nagging, and the simple, yet unforgettable people met along the way.

Saying very little, as they were practiced in the art of omission.

Paying in cryptomnesia arrears.

Is there room for another life in here somewhere? Where do those numbers come from? Why can’t X be just X. Why does it have to be something else? Not going to the garden party is not good.To be a good Mathematician you have to really want to find the correct answer. I just never cared that much. I'm okay with not knowing, I'm okay with unshaped-ness of bits, I'm okay with open wounds for spirits to come and go. You okay? 

Well,  here we are … and in this huge vastness of nothingness, I'm astounded that we are anything, at any time, at anyplace … but here we are together.




4 comments:

  1. getting a bit cluttered up there? Push brooms can collect a lot with very little effort. Fantastic set of pictures and thoughts

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  2. Agree with Tom and
    Came here due to his share on Facebook. the last keychain is so 'me'. I do like these. Very much.

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  3. X cannot just be X since X is, by definition, unknown.
    This is wonderful stuff, both visual and mental
    "Paying in cryptomnesia arrears"
    Brilliant

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